Unlovable

Chapter 4

"No time  for talking. It's 7pm."

"Anne, we don't have any classes tomorrow, we have loads of time."

"No we don't" She said as she started rummaging through my wardrobe.

"What are you doing?" I questioned as she began throwing a push up bra at me and underwear.

"We're going out in an hour"

"Urg are you kidding me? I'm really not in the mood."

"Oh well then you better get in the mood."

"Well then, that  was rather sexual" I said trying to lighten the mood, which only earned me a glare. If looks could kill, I would be long gone by now.

"Sorry" I mumbed while hiding in her closet to put my underwear on.

She handed me in one of my vintage style dresses that I own.

It is a sky blue colour, with white dots. I put on a white underskirt underneath,  making the skirt puff out like something from hairspray, which I absolutely adored.

Yes, I realise it's very strange and very quirky, but I absolutely adore vintage style. And I  figure, why not? I have the curves so I may aswell dress in a style that was made for them. I came back out and realised she was ready,  wearing a coral dress that floated to her knees, nude heels with peachy and bright makeup, she looked so sweet and adorable. 

I sit down and start to  blow dry my hair, Anne using her hairdryer to get it down twice as fast as it is super long, it takes half an hour to dry, and we don't have that long. We dry it in record time, and Anne curls it for me as I do my pin-up makeup. The red lips are by far my favourite part. I put on a simple heart necklace and finished off  the styling to my  hair, creating a roll in the front and teasing the sides before pinning them back. 

"Cab's here" She said grabbing my wrist and pulling me out before I could get a word in.We got the cab and  I turned to ask  her,

"So where are we actually going?"

"Well, lucky for you, your bestfriend is amazing, and the  audition you did-"

"Hold on" I cut her off, " What audition?" 

"Earlier, that was an audition. Anyways, your audition paired with your past performances and online proof,  proved that my uncle was telling the truth!"

"Sorry, I still don't follow?" Oh man am I confused..

"Oh Jessica,  my uncle, you know the one with all the connections?" She said, waving her hands around like a magician.

"Yeah?" I said, still confused.

"Well, he got us invited to one of those private business parties fthat he always attends!"

"Private business parties?!" The confusion was extremely evident by the mono tone in my voice.

"yeah! IT'S A KARAOKE PARTY TOO! YOU CAN SHOW THEM WHAT YOU'VE GOT!!!"

"No." I replied blunty.

"Whyyy" She moaned.

"Can I not skip the stage fright jut this once please."

"No." Anne replied just as blunty.

"Urg" I sat back in my seat. "Why not?"

"Because I said so" she said smiling at me, like I wasn't upset.

I sighed, knowing I wasn't going to win this battle.

"Fine"

"OOH WE'RE HERE!" Anne squealed while jumping out of the cab. I payed the driver and thanked him before getting out.

"Remember Anne,  English!"

She  nodded in reply before grabbing my hand and rushing me to the entrance. She gave our names and we were let in. 

Why is she so excited, jeez.  

The place was packed inside. They were about twenty round tabes layed out on one part of the room. The host's of the party had a semi round table, with the seats along the curved edge. The rest of the room was a dance floor, with music blasting, and I was honestly surprised by the amount of English music being played, and it was all pop, old and new, which I loved.

I looked around to see if there was anyone I recognised, but there wasn't to my disappointment. Not that I know many people, but it would have been pretty cool to see familiar faces, I guess.

Anne came running over to me, grabbing my right arm and pulling me in the direction of her uncle. He was a very tall man who was also very heavy looking, but still friendly. He just looked like a teddy bear. His eyes weere formed into cresents as he gave me a huge welcoming grin, the kind you expect from a grandparent.  His hair was dark and was in a thin combover, as if he was trying to diguise the fact he was going bald. He looked more like a great uncle, but in the best possible way.

He welcomed me with open arms, which I had expected because of what Anne had told me about him. She told me how he was a very friendly man. Although, I struggled a lot. Even though I am studying Performing Arts, it still does not make me any more comfortable with skinship. I struggle a lot with the whole concept and I'm not used to it, apart from Anne, but that's different. I mean, we share a room. I tried my best to make myself come across comfortable with the whole hugging process, and thankfully it worked.

He apologised for not being able to speak English, while Anne translated, which oviously wasn't completely necessary but it's what I prefer. He said he had heard many interesting things about me, and is excited to see how I continue, because I have a lot of "potential". 

Not really completely sure how to react, I exuse myself from Anne and her uncle, and look for the restroom. Which, of course was at the other side of the room. The room had all the tables on a level higher than the dancefloor. The layout was very strange, as the dancefloor went from the back of the room, completely covering the floor wall to wall, for about three quarters of the room, which was very peculiar to me. The stage was really a level which was only two steps higher than the dancefloor and was situated at the back of the room, but didn't reach wall to wall. It only took up about a third of the width of the room and wasn't very large. The restrooms which I could see were all the way by the stage.

I began my way down the six steps to the dance floor, which was already packed, but no where near overflowing as of the size of it. I walked past the people and made it to the rest room,  which was thankfully a lot cooler than the rest of the room. 

I looked at myself in the mirror, making sure I still looked alright, and didn't have lipstick on my teeth or something embarrassing like that.

I exhaled in the empty restroom.

This is going to be an eventful night.